Or son of Goose Egg
Or Goose Egg Part II
Whatever you call it.
I ended up with ANOTHER goose egg on the same spot on my head this week. My husband pulled the back gate of an SUV down on my head. I cannot in anyway convey to you
how painful it was or how upset I was that it had happened again.
I went back in the house, put ice on it and balled like a baby while screaming at my husband to stay away from me.
# days later it is no longer a goose egg but it hurts quite a bit.